Lyrics:
Before me was the Atlantic waves to a home in Tennessee And I left behind me the girl I love, she's the Rose of Castlerea She may not have been a beauty
Roscommon folk are the finest around, finer you'll find neither near nor far So come on and join in the craic in town. Why not stay? Here in Castlerea? Have
this year Fecking Covid has closed all the pubs Brendan was rotting in Castlerea Prison When they let him out he left behind dreams and rats His missus
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